1962 was a bad year for London architecture, seeing off both the Euston Arch and the lesser-known Coal Exchange on Lower Thames Street. The charmless concrete and glass cube that replaced the Exchange is where I saw this bit of whimsy, drawn with a finger into the window grime. Whoever the artist was, they’ve got a new canvas every time it rains.

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Designer, photographer and Vespa-fixated pub bore. Born in Yorkshire, living in that London these past 20 years. Get in touch at teninchwheels@gmail.com, especially if you'd like to send me some free beer.